As a coser, I passed through before I finished my makeup

I never imagined that the person who came to pick us up turned out to be the elder brother.

My lord, do you have anything to do? Can someone else come? Even if it's Brother Feng, I recognize him!After all, there is Xuan Mi here, and I can support Shi Mi again.

But big brother, isn't it the most difficult to explain third brother to him!

Moreover, now that I am standing with my third brother, it really seems that the train incident was planned by me and my third brother. Isn't it true that I have become a green tea scheming boy?

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I clearly mentioned in the letter that it is the third of the first string, the lord will not do meaningless and embarrassing things like this, so is there any purpose for this arrangement, is it related to me, is it for the third brother? , do you want to guard against the third brother?

But if the eldest brother fights alone, he will definitely not be able to beat the third brother without battery life. Is it up to me to make a choice?

Because if I come to be the eldest brother to continue, the eldest brother may not be able to compete with the third brother. After all, after the last battle, the eldest brother has made a great breakthrough in life and death.

But it shouldn’t be. My ability is flawed. The protagonist feels that he is the type who can be cruel to himself but won’t force others. This speculation is completely inconsistent with his personality.

Hmm - I can't imagine such a dark-bellied protagonist at all, probably not.

I kept my composure and didn't let myself show a guilty expression.

As long as I am calm enough, then I have no problem, the problem is someone else's.

"Mr. Purgatory." I took the initiative to call out, and regretted it a bit after I finished speaking. Did I act too urgently, which made me feel guilty instead?

When people are really guilty, they feel guilty no matter what they do.

On the contrary, the eldest brother has the same upright face as before, and there is nothing wrong with it at all. Even though he has seen the third brother's face, his eyes are still as clear as ever, "Young man, it's great that you are fine!"

Xuan Mi naturally called out "Master Yanzhu".

Of course, the eldest brother can't remember all the ghost killers. Even if Xuan Mi has just become Yanzhu's disciple, there is no intersection between him and the eldest brother.The base of the Ghost Killing Team is huge, and not everyone has the memory of the protagonist—the ability to remember all the deceased and new members of the Ghost Killing Team in their hearts.

It's just that Xuan Mi's name was mentioned in the mission description this time, and the other party was indeed very similar to Brother Feng in terms of name and appearance, so when he heard Xuan Mi's voice and saw him at this time, his eyes streamed. With a trace of understanding, he called out his name accurately.

This seems to cover me invisibly, as if there is really a kind of thing that I blinded Brother Feng before that is true, which makes Xuan Mi believe even more.

You are all so honest, it makes me very guilty.

I sighed secretly, but the bigger key lies in the third brother and the eldest brother.

Contrary to my expectations, I thought that the third brother's deep-seated desire for the strong would show something, or at least say something.

But he was a little lost in thought, not looking at his eldest brother, but looking at the flickering lights in the town.

His black hair is not as conspicuous as the previous pink hair in the night, but the clothes with very little fabric and the tattoos on his body are quite recognizable.In addition, for ghosts, even after the mimicry has changed greatly, members of the powerful ghost killing team can still recognize them.

After a simple salutation, the eldest brother finally looked at the third brother.

It shouldn't be my delusion, his brows are still slightly wrinkled, but his eyebrows are relatively thick, which is not obvious at first glance.

"Youth, I heard the message from the lord that you are walking with the third brother." He said, looking at the third brother, he obviously found that he was different from the last time we met.

This different feeling doesn't just come from the appearance, but something more mysterious.

Well, I made it up, I can only explain it this way - without that kind of pure fighting spirit and malice, the third brother still looks very innocent.

At least the elder brother only pressed his hand on the sun wheel knife, and didn't draw his sword to fight directly. This is beyond my expectation, and it's a good thing.

I know I have a filter, but it is very difficult to take off the filter, even if I know what to do, I can’t take it off. I think when I watched the previous plot of Ghost Slayer, I even had a filter for the boss mirror.

Love him, just call him the kind of miserable son-but then it was completely broken.

Boss Scraps has been treated like before, let alone the third brother.

"Well, it was Mr. Komaji who brought me out of Infinity City, but such behavior has undoubtedly betrayed Oni Wu Tsuji Mumi, I can temporarily isolate the Oni King's strong control over him with my ability, but Oni Wu Tsuji Wu Mi’s power is very strong, and I need to replenish my energy frequently to be safe.” First, give the third brother a little favorability, after all, it’s too difficult to change from a “hostile” faction to a “friendly” faction, so you don’t want to change from a red name to a green name , Huang Ming neutral camp is enough.

In addition, don't let me and the third brother be separated. I have already sacrificed sleep time to replenish energy frequently. If Boss Scrap notices my position by now, I will be autistic.

"Ghost Dance Tsuji Wu Mi—Ghost King..." He thought for a while, he didn't know what he was thinking about, maybe he was struggling, but in the end he gave me a certain amount of trust, and at the same time followed the command of the lord.

I guess this time, the nine pillars are really going to be assembled, and the third brother is going to go in front of the lord. No matter what the reason is, there will be no one who does not gather back.

The eldest brother took out the train ticket, looked at the time on it, calculated the distance, and then informed that the departure was about to start, otherwise he would miss the train.

I patted the third brother, and called him back from his absent-mindedness, "Mr. Komaji, did you remember something?"

"I seem to have seen such a light." I followed his perspective, and the lights scattered in those towns flickered, and there was really a feeling of fireworks blooming.

The third brother's condition is really getting better and better. The better his memory recovers, the firmer his position of betraying Boss Xiao will be.

I stretched out my hand, and the turquoise light replenished my ability again. I have to find a way to contact Ms. Zhushi through Tanjirou or the lord, otherwise I will really have a nervous breakdown, and I really want to sleep now.

The third brother came back to his senses, glanced at the ticket from the eldest brother, and then said: "This line cannot be used, because of the blood ghost technique of Yuhu, it will be followed."

I saw the change in my elder brother's expression, and immediately answered, "The jade pot...was the fifth in the Infinite City at that time?"

The third brother nodded.

"Are you saying that there is a winding ghost on this train!" Hearing such news, the elder brother naturally couldn't take it lightly, let alone just ignore it.

I saw him like this, as if as long as the third brother nodded, he would rush over immediately.

After all, if there are ghosts on the train, it will generally have a relatively large impact, because it is a gathering place for people, so it poses a greater threat to ordinary people.

Such places are generally handled by columns, and sometimes even multiple columns are required.

After the last battle, the eldest brother should act more steadily, after all, he probably has a judgment on Shangxian's strength.

When calculating the combat power, he may not have included the third brother, but he will definitely check the people nearby who can be contacted and the next plan.

But unfortunately, the third brother didn't nod.

"You misunderstood. There is no jade pot there, but the blood ghost technique of the jade pot. For a strong man like you, his blood ghost technique will not have any effect, but he will definitely get yours. Message, if Qing also goes, Wu Mi will know where to start looking for him." The third brother explained seriously.

I watched the slightly harmonious atmosphere between the two of them, and for a moment it was hard to believe that they had fought life and death.

My cp heart that is just about to move is about to rise again.

"Blood ghost art? Can it be separated from the blood ghost art that exists in the ghost itself?" Xuan Mi interjected. This may be because of his ability, so he also summarized some types of blood ghost art and the fastest way to use them. He has not encountered this kind of vampire technique that can continue to work after leaving a long distance.

It's inconvenient for me to speak, because I shouldn't know the vampire technique of Winding Five.

But the third brother is very knowledgeable, and he opened his mouth to accept his words, "His blood ghost technique is not strong."

Not strong, is it not strong that he almost died with Muichiro?

Third brother, when you define, can you refer to the combat power value of ordinary people.

"It's just... it's more troublesome. He can connect the pot he made and apply vampire magic to sort out information. He is the person who collects the most information under Wu Mi, and the value of his intelligence network is much greater than his own value. A lot.” What the third brother said, I don’t seem to have seen such descriptions in the original works, and he knows more details. After all, we have worked together for at least 100 years. Even if you don’t pay attention, you will know their abilities.

"Yuhu pots are very valuable, and they are also a source of funds. They are very popular on many occasions. The station here has his pots as decorations. He was promoted much later than me, and I didn't know him before, but For more than 100 years after he became Shangxian, the pots he would spread out every year are in the three digits. It won't affect his body." The third brother explained very clearly, when I heard it, this time it fits the painting style of a collection of villains, and they all have such a long life, don't they want to do something else?

Others don't understand that there is no pattern, that brother Yi, the former head of the family, should know it well.

If Boss Scrap is just cowardly and foolish, I will actually feel unreal.

The eldest brother was silent for a few seconds after hearing his words. Just looking at his actions in the train chapter at that time, he was very aware of the overall situation and would pay attention to the whole picture of the whole incident, otherwise the whole train would not have had no deaths at that time.

At this time, if you know the information and still insist on going your own way, then you have a problem with your brain.

"Aside from collecting intelligence, is there any other use for the ability of Winding Five?" The implication is that the eldest brother still cares about the safety of the passengers in the car.

"The pot is made by him with living people, and his ghost blood is mixed into it. When needed, it will be highly poisonous."

It may be that the emotions as a "human" have not fully recovered. As the ghost part, the third brother is very calm when he speaks, but the person who listens to these words has blue veins.

Using living people as materials, the finished products that can be produced every year are more than three digits. One can imagine how many achievements the Shangxianwu has.Moreover, these pots are also highly poisonous. If they can explode, wouldn't they be full of landmines?If such information is true...

I can see what my brother is thinking. After all, they just don't want my information to be leaked, so as long as I don't show up, he still wants to get rid of this threat.

However, there is only one thought in my mind, although the third brother has turned his back, but big brother, can you try not to take the train as much as possible, do you understand that I have PTSD?

"I'm afraid that if the pot in this place is destroyed, it will annoy the fifth of the upper string. If he uses the pot stored in other places to vent his gas, the potential damage may be incalculable." The thought, "Since these are all products of blood ghost art, as long as the jade pot is eliminated, these potential threats will disappear."

Having said that, I quickly gave my third brother a look and asked him to agree with me.

However, the third brother didn't seem to get it.Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with my words, so he still replied, "Well, the death of the ghost will take away all the blood ghost skills, and the poison in the pot will naturally disappear."

That's right, let's just think about getting rid of a certain winder.

Or you don’t have to think about besieging the strings, lure them all out, and then directly gather everyone’s strength to deal with the boss. Although this order is not very suitable for juvenile comics, it is definitely the optimal solution. Use the least amount of fighting to solve the biggest problem. .

As soon as Boss Scrap dies, the other ghosts will naturally dissipate as well.

Thinking of this, I glanced at the third brother, he should know the ending he will eventually meet, and the vague memory is indeed more attractive to him than the eternal life provided by the boss.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew over, and sand and dust were blown over, fascinated my eyes, I rubbed my eye sockets a little, because my red eyes suddenly hurt because I stayed up too late, and there were some spots where I was rubbed. Itchy.

This itchy feeling seemed to be extended through the seven orifices that I thought about, flowing from the eyes to the throat, which made me cough twice.

I covered my mouth with my hands, and the severe cough seemed to have driven the excessive eating and drinking before, which made me feel nauseous.

Damn, I wouldn't want to spit out a rainbow in front of everyone under such circumstances!

I forcibly endured it, but how could I bear this feeling.

As soon as I let go, something was coughed out by me. I looked down and breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily it wasn't a rainbow, it was just blood.

Scared me.